Momentum

I lost some of my momentum in the last few weeks.  But with very good cause, my mommy was visiting.  I have moved exercise to a very high spot on my priority list, but not as high as my mom who I just don't get to see that often.  So it has been two weeks since I have had a real workout.  I am excited, though, to start again next week.  Especially to go to yoga.  I love the way I feel after a yoga class.

In the meantime, I have been having trouble getting out of bed in the morning.  Not waking up.  Just making myself leave the bed.  I have been having extremely vivid dreams and when I wake up in the middle of one of them, even the most mundane of them, I just want to go back into that world.  My mind takes the real and the surreal and mashes it all together in an impossible way while I sleep.  Even when the dreams are bad, I want to go back into them and see how they turn out.  See if I can change the bad to good. 

This morning's dream was particularly mundane.  A friend and I were trying to clean a grape slushee out of a white carpet before her dad saw it.  Why on earth would I want to go back into that dream?  But I did.  I didn't open my eyes and I thought hard about what was going on in the dream, sometimes that let's me doze off and get back into it.  But no.  Not this time.  I think it is because in that dream world anything is possible and I want to be there.  It is always vividly colorful and everything seems slightly brighter and more intense than in the real world.  And when I can't get back to it, I start to feel sad.

Still my bed is warm and comfortable and I am not inclined to leave it.  I know I am not going to fall back to sleep.  My mind starts telling me that the sooner I get up and get moving the sooner I won't feel sad, the earlier I will get to work (thus the earlier I will get to come home), the more I will accomplish in the day...but I fight it.  I just don't have the motivation to make myself get up a minute before I have to. 

Yet my mind was right.  Once I do get up and start moving about, the sadness falls away and my mind turns to more productive thinking.  It is this way every day.  So why can't I start that pendulum swinging and get the momentum rolling without this daily battle?  I would love to be able to do some workouts in the morning before work, but I know I will lose this battle every time.  It matters not how late or early  I go to sleep, how well I sleep, or what I have planned for the day.

Does anybody have any 'tricks' that helps them get the morning started?